Post by //FLASHback[x] on Jul 30, 2006 3:51:21 GMT -5
You wont know what hit you...
CURSE IT?
My dubbance is FLASHback. Although little know what hit them.
NICKNAME?
The rare ones that join me in alliance call me FLASH
MANY HELLISH YEARS?
OVER 80000 of experiance
TINT OF PLUMAGE?
My feathers are jet black from base to tip with only a few gold feathers that every griffin should have on there proud chests
TINT OF ORBS?
Black as can be
TOWERS?
In horse terms im about 17.4hh, however i do admit griffins i am not the biggest, what i lack in size is made up in power
TEMPERAMENT?
I am untame. I wont follow anyone's lead, i like to live my own way and dont tell me thats not how it should be because Griffins should of had control of the world before all of theese pesky creatures arrived, we're very proud animals and we dont take shit from no one. Take one on and if you play your cards right you might get away severley injured. I have been said to be heartless, blunt, merciless and cruel.
But hey, i dont care.
VISUAL?
Sig.
THE TAMED?
I am a Griffin, i have no pets.
SKILLZ?
I outstretched the tip of my grand coal black wings, despite my gigantic frame size i easily glided though the mid summer sky, shadowing anything which i may fly over in my journey, but if they had a problem they could come see me about it, and trust me, they wish they hadn't of done it in the end. My grand skull arched gracefully as my eagle's claws slowly reached for the ground, shortly followed by my heavy lion paws as i was forced to lope for a few moments to slow to a stop, impatiently i tossed my proud skull, for days there had been no action on the plains and it was starting to bore me stupid now.
My grand black beak picked at my jet black washed plumage, removing thoose pesky loose feathers that one gets whilst flying at high speeds in still air, dropping them to the ground i tilted my crania, the feathers were so carefully looked after, they brilliantly reflected the sunlight of them which i will admit dazzled my eyes slightly.
My eagle features were slowly turned upwards to glance around the empty terrain, mixed limbs began to carry me towards the watering hole where i could replenish and refresh my bored self. Jet black eyes fixed on the hole, unmoving as i found myself feet away, neck outstretching to lightly lap the water which surged down my throat giving me strength and energy, not that i was weak, a griffin is good with food storage and going without water for long periods of time.
[glow=blue,2,300]ITS HAYLEY XD[/glow]